When Qin Hao arrived at the Houshan Yanwutai to gather, he saw that there were twenty young monks yesterday, and many of them appeared here, which showed that this forbidden ancient land was not very attractive to him.

After Qin Hao joined the crowd, it didn't take long for a pillar of incense on the table in front of him to burn out and enter the furnace. Standing at the table were a hundred and a half years old.

The old man did not have half of his spiritual power in his body, his body was dry and thin, he was dressed in a black and white ink-colored robe, with a scarf on his head, but his eyes were as deep as the night sky, and there was a faint leakage of essence.

Although this person was not a master of cultivation, no one present dared to speak presumptuously. Because this old man is King Qin's henchman, there are many people who died directly or indirectly in the hands of the old man.

In the solemn field, the old man's sharp eyes as sharp as an eagle quickly swept over everyone, even if he bowed in the southeast direction, and respectfully bowed: "Lord Wang, everyone has arrived, you can start the ceremony." ”

The sound fell, only to see a purple black dot flying from the southeast, turning into a long rainbow, amplified by the wind, turning into an ancient seal with the words "mountains and rivers", the seal fell towards everyone's head, the space was suddenly distorted, and in the broken stream of the void, everyone fell into the black hole.

Qin Hao stabilized his mind and let the space shatter. Vaguely, he felt his body rotate in a certain pattern, gradually attracting in one direction.

Suddenly, a bright spot appeared out of thin air. Immediately, the bright spots became bigger and bigger in the line of sight, and finally formed a special world, and the darkness behind them disappeared and was replaced by a new blue sky and white clouds.

Under the feet are towering ancient trees, there are endless mountains and rivers in the distance, the long river is rushing, the sound of the waterfall rumbles, like a milky white dragon swooping down from the blue sky, into the abyss.

As far as the eye can see, in the high altitude a few miles away, there are companions who fall at a rapid speed. Everyone was immediately distributed in all corners, and the chance of meeting each other was not very large, so Qin Hao no longer had to worry about being targeted.

Inject spiritual power into the palm of your hand, and then release a powerful energy gushing under your body, so that you won't fall too fast and fall to pieces.

Fortunately, this place was only a hundred feet above the ground, and after a few breaths, Qin Hao landed lightly on the branch of an ancient tree. The leaves are broad and the roots are deep, fifty or sixty feet high, and its shape is towering.

When you're new to an unfamiliar area, don't rush to show up, first observe the terrain and the hidden dangers. Walking outside for many years, this is also a little experience that Qin Hao was able to survive.

Holding his breath and observing the trees for a long time, Qin Hao probably figured out the terrain here. This is the flat place of Maosen, similar to the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and the shrubs and weeds below are more than one person high, which is extremely unfavorable for both fighting and escaping.

After making up his mind, Qin Hao was like a monkey, quietly descending a certain distance, and then jumping from the branches of one tree to the branches of another tree, so fast that there was an afterimage.

Just as he was moving back and forth, about to find a quiet place with a water source and observe the habits of the demonic beasts, he suddenly heard a scream in the distance!

Qin Hao remembered that in that direction, there was a companion who fell into it. Don't......

Relieved, Qin Hao's figure flashed, and he quickly rushed in the direction of the shout.

During the process, Qin Hao suddenly smelled a very familiar smell, like the big buns and soy milk he had eaten in the morning, which were delicious and abnormal, and the closer he got to the incident point, the stronger the taste.

couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and when Qin Hao plucked the leaves and saw the tempting fragrance directly below, his face suddenly turned pale, and his face was even more terrifyingly blue.

In a messy meadow, a teenager lay on the grass, covered in blood and his clothes torn to pieces. And around it gathered eight **** creatures with bodies, exactly the same shape as people.

The reason why it is called only is because these "people" have scarlet eyes and fangs, and one of them tears open the belly of the teenager, holds the intestines in his belly, and buries his head in eating.

The remaining seven did not dare to lag behind, competing to share the corpse of the young man. After a while, only a puddle of vague blood remained in the ground.

Seeing this scene, Qin Hao suddenly felt his stomach churning, and he almost couldn't help but vomit out all his breakfast.

It has long been heard that there is a strange race in the forbidden ancient land, called the Blood Clan, whose wisdom and appearance are no different from those of humans, if the only difference is its bloodthirsty nature.

Qin Hao didn't dare to rashly confront the enemy, so he had to lie on the ground silently, waiting for these terrifying species to leave.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and the branch that Qin Hao used to settle down was cut off by Qi Qi, Qin Hao had no strength, and his body fell off guard.

At the moment of falling, Qin Hao couldn't help but look in the direction where the golden light came out. But he saw a figure lurking in the distance, smiling suspiciously.

"It's you!" Qin Hao's face changed greatly, and he said in horror......

In front of a large mountain in the forbidden ancient land, Qin Menglan stood with his hands in his hands, staring at the smooth mountain wall with cold eyes, and suddenly, his hands formed a mysterious and obscure handprint, and the handprint lit up the Dao runes, outlining the shape of a door, blending into the mountain wall.

The divine pattern presented the door, and Qin Menglan said indifferently: "Go in." He opened the door and disappeared into the mountain wall out of thin air.

Behind her, although Qin Shuang's expression was struggling, he also followed closely......

The moment he stepped into the rune array gate, Qin Shuang only felt that the world was turned upside down, and suddenly his eyes were dark, and he fell to his knees on the ground, spitting and vomiting, and after a while, he barely adapted to this environment.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a deep corridor with white moonstones illuminating the road ahead on the walls of the corridor, and black stone walls above and under my feet, in which the murals were mottled and obscure.

Finally recovering from the feeling of dizziness and nausea, Qin Shuang let out a heavy breath, leaned against the mountain wall, and slowly propped himself up.

"What kind of place is this, why can't I use any strength." Her face was sallow, she was panting heavily, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Looking at the quaint murals around, Qin Menglan nodded thoughtfully, and said in a deep voice: "This is made of rocks collected from the ancient secret places, under the suppression of the black rock, no matter how strong the cultivation is, it is just an ordinary human here." ”

After calming down his breath a little, Qin Shuang was finally able to stand up, and muttered with an ugly face: "I see, ...... so"

Compared to ordinary monks, Qin Shuang's body was even weaker. She mainly practiced the method of combining formation and spiritual power, communicating with heaven and earth to release powerful power, this type is also called a magician.